"Heidi HO"
After Tool Time was cancelled, Heidi had trouble finding a real job. She got divorced, and had two kids, so in order to make enough money, she sells her body on the streets of Detroit. When Tim and Jill spot her, what will she say or do?
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Words could not describe the feelings Wilson had when he spotted the Taylor family coming down the street. It had been two years since they left for Indiana and things have not seemed the same since then. As they approached their eccentric hat-wearing former neighbor, they expected a hearty greeting, but all they got was a simple "It's nice to see you again" from Wilson.
Tim looked around in confusion and asked, "Where's the old greeting you used to give…ya know heidi ho!" with that, Wilson cringed in disgust. He brought the Taylor family inside the house and began the dissertation as to what had happened since they left.
As they walked into Wilson's house, a bowl of dark brown food was sitting on the side of the table. Jill just popped out a guess, "Let's see, would that be chocolate covered ants?" Wilson shook his head, "No…no…no…it's cocoa puffs--the cereal" Brad gave a quizzical look and said, "Well, he's coming around slowly" The six people sat down at the table and began to reminisce about the good old days until Tim decided to bring up the question that made Wilson tremble outside. He looked at Wilson, "So why didn't you say H…" Wilson stopped him in mid-sentence and said, "Ya se, Tim, I don't say that anymore because…well, because she is"
The five members of the Taylor family had different reactions to that. Brad, Randy, and Mark were not quite sure if they understood, but they guessed in their minds, while Tim stared into space and obviously didn't get it at all. It was Jill that grasped the meaning of Wilson's statement right away. She slapped Tim on the shoulder while yelling out, "Oh, my God, are you serious"? Wilson nodded in agreement with the Taylor Lass assumption.
After Tool Time was cancelled, Heidi had trouble finding a real job. She got divorced, and had two kids, so in order to make enough money, she sells her body on the streets of Detroit. When Tim and Jill spot her, what will she say or do?
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Words could not describe the feelings Wilson had when he spotted the Taylor family coming down the street. It had been two years since they left for Indiana and things have not seemed the same since then. As they approached their eccentric hat-wearing former neighbor, they expected a hearty greeting, but all they got was a simple "It's nice to see you again" from Wilson.
Tim looked around in confusion and asked, "Where's the old greeting you used to give…ya know heidi ho!" with that, Wilson cringed in disgust. He brought the Taylor family inside the house and began the dissertation as to what had happened since they left.
As they walked into Wilson's house, a bowl of dark brown food was sitting on the side of the table. Jill just popped out a guess, "Let's see, would that be chocolate covered ants?" Wilson shook his head, "No…no…no…it's cocoa puffs--the cereal" Brad gave a quizzical look and said, "Well, he's coming around slowly" The six people sat down at the table and began to reminisce about the good old days until Tim decided to bring up the question that made Wilson tremble outside. He looked at Wilson, "So why didn't you say H…" Wilson stopped him in mid-sentence and said, "Ya se, Tim, I don't say that anymore because…well, because she is"
The five members of the Taylor family had different reactions to that. Brad, Randy, and Mark were not quite sure if they understood, but they guessed in their minds, while Tim stared into space and obviously didn't get it at all. It was Jill that grasped the meaning of Wilson's statement right away. She slapped Tim on the shoulder while yelling out, "Oh, my God, are you serious"? Wilson nodded in agreement with the Taylor Lass assumption.